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and was now sleeping with him, a warm, lovely
presence beside him. His dragon who had called him
Beloved Heartbeat. Leung had made him feel very
special. He would make Leung feel the same way.
He stroked his hand along Leung's soft, warm skin. His
dragon moaned, body arching, so sensual. He moved a
little closer, placed a kiss on Leung's shoulder.
Leung's dark eyes popped open, more than a bit
surprised. "I... I have slept so long."
"It's early yet." Of course, it never seemed to matter how
early he rose and went to his dragon, the man was
always up. Usually reading in bed.
Leung's smile warmed him. "It is, but I am rarely
sleeping at this time."
"I'm glad you were today." He leaned in, nose and lips
pressed to his dragon's.
Those sweet lips parted, then Leung kissed him back
with more than a hint of passion. Groaning, he wrapped
his arms around Leung. It was so good when his dragon
gave himself over like this. There was such potential --
for fire, for passion, for need. He so enjoyed slowly
opening Leung up, drawing out that fire.
He opened Leung's mouth, sucked on the sweet tongue.
Serius could feel the man's heartbeat quicken, feel the
way Leung arched into him.
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"You are beautiful in your need, Leung." He could see
Leung fight the urge to pull away, to shut down. "Do
you hear me? You are beautiful like this. And I am so
honored that you share this part of you with me." He
would help his dragon fight that urge, the habits so long
ingrained.
"Thank you, Master. It is yours, alone."
"Oh, yes. I do not wish you to share it with any other."
Leung was his, of that he was growing more and more
sure every day. He would never allow anyone else to
know Leung as he did.
Leung nodded, moved close to him, their legs
intertwining. That felt so good, like a huge step forward,
having Leung make such overtures on his own. He
definitely could see that Leung was home here, with
him. He could only hope his dragon saw it, too. Felt it.
At moments like this, he was sure that Leung did.
He brought their mouths together, kissing the sweet lips
until they were swollen and red.
"Master..." The word was whispered, moaned against his
lips.
"Touch me, Leung. Make me feel wonderful this
beautiful morning."
"Yes, Master." Leung was gratifyingly eager, hands and
lips exploring his body. He knew this intimacy and
eagerness also belonged to him.
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He watched as Leung worked to make him feel good,
the touches slowly building the need inside him. When
Leung's lips wrapped around his cock, tongue sliding
over his shaft, he cried out and almost came from the
first touch of Leung's mouth on his prick, but he held
back, wanting to enjoy this fully. The caresses were
simple, sweet, and went right to his cock.
A part of him wanted to grab onto Leung's long queue
so he could push in deep and take the lovely mouth. The
rest of him wanted to let Leung give him pleasure the
way Leung wished to.
Leung's head began to bob, the motions slow and
languid. Moaning, he let Leung know how good it was,
how much he was enjoying it. He felt Leung's answering
groan, the soft tongue vibrating against his shaft.
He reached down and patted Leung's head, licked his
own lips. At his touch, Leung's mouth took him down to
the root.
"Leung!"
Those dark eyes blinked up at him.
"Good. So good." Surprising and sudden, but so very
good. He smiled, stroked Leung's head.
His dragon hummed, the suction resuming.
"Yes. Good." He moaned again, his hips beginning to
move, to push back and forth a little. His fingers tangled
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in the long hair, mussing it. "Don't stop, Leung. Don't
stop."
The suction didn't stop, in fact, it grew stronger, headier.
"It won't be long." It wouldn't, not with the way Leung
was swirling that sweet tongue around his cock, making
his balls ache. Gentle fingers nudged his sac, tugged his
balls, caressed them.
"Leung! My dragon!" His hips jerked as his balls
emptied and his pleasure poured down Leung's throat.
His dragon swallowed him down, moaning around his
prick.
He panted as he settled back onto the bed, shivers of
delight still working through him. "Thank you, my
Leung."
A soft kiss brushed the inside of his thigh. "Thank you,
Master."
"Mmm." He stroked Leung's head. "And do you have
need?"
Those lean cheeks flushed. "Yes, Master."
His fingers drifted down to slide over the heated skin of
his dragon's face. "What do you need, Leung?" His
dragon would tell him.
Those dark eyes met his. "You, Master. I need you."
"Yes, my dragon. You do. Don't ever forget it." He
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dragged Leung up and kissed the swollen lips, tasting
himself there.
When he was breathless, he broke away. "And right
now, what do you need me to do to you?"
"I need your touch. Please."
"Such a needy dragon. It makes me happy, Leung, that
you're sharing your need with me." He slid his hand
down along Leung's back. "That I am your Ba'ta'mi."
"Yes. Yes, Master. I thought there would not be one for
me. I thought I would always be alone in my heart."
Such fear. Such loss.
"You are not, though, my Leung. You never will be
again." He wanted his dragon to feel the peace of
knowing that, feeling it deep in his bones, in his heart.
"Thank you." Leung gave him a sudden, unexpected
hug.
"Oh." He smiled and hugged Leung back, the embrace
simply the sharing of themselves rather than sexual,
although really, it wasn't simple at all. It said more than
any words.
His dragon held on, face buried in his shoulder, taking
comfort from his touch.
"I have you," he murmured softly.
He would keep Leung, too. Until the end of time. And
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then he would keep his dragon until even the end of time
was just a memory.
End.
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